Tang Jingyu was about to pounce again, but Xiao Jingchang blushed and hugged him. Li Yuanli couldn't help but shout: "Okay! You two!"

Liang Jian looked at her, after many days, the original mood has calmed down a lot. But calmness also represents unfamiliarity. When he looked at Li Yuanli, Li Yuanli avoided his gaze and pretended to reprimand Tang Jingyu for being ignorant.

Somewhere in Liang Jian's heart, it seemed to hurt. At this time, Ni Shang, who went to the restaurant to eat, ran out again, Liang Jian didn't want Ni Shang to see the complexity and dirtiness of these adult worlds, so he hurriedly walked over, picked her up and went to the restaurant again.

After settling Ni Shang, Liang Jian didn't stay long, and immediately asked to leave. Tang Jingyu's wife, but Xiaojing offered to send him.

Liang Jian guessed that she should have something to say. When he raised his eyes to look at Tang Jingyu, he tilted his head, trying to restrain himself from rushing up and beating himself.

Liang Jian smiled and walked out with Xiaojing.

Walking out of the door, Liang Jian got straight to the point: "Say what you want to say!"

Xiao Jing smiled awkwardly, and then said, "I heard that you went to see your grandfather some time ago?"

Liang Jian turned his head to look at her and said, "It seems that this is a big thing!"

Xiao Jing replied curtly: "Jing Yu is actually a very simple person, he thinks about problems a lot of times, and he is ...... like a child" Liang Jian interrupted her: "To be honest, what kind of person he is, it doesn't matter to me, and besides, I don't want to know." You'd better get to the point! I'm in a hurry!"

Xiaojing's face was full of embarrassment. Looking at her flushed cheeks and her hands that didn't know where to put because she was nervous, Liang Jian suddenly felt a little sorry. Tang Ning is Tang Ning Yi, Tang Jingyu is Tang Jingyu, and Xiaojing is Xiaojing. Liang Jian's hatred of Tang Ningyi extended to Xiaojing like this, which was a little inappropriate.

Thinking of this, he restrained himself, eased his expression, and explained: "I have something to do later." ”

Xiao Jing smiled vigorously, then took a deep breath, looked at Liang Jian and said, "I hope that you can take the initiative to give up inheriting the Tang family's property!"

Liang Jian suddenly felt that his apologies just now were a little ridiculous.

"Why?" he asked.

Xiao Jing lowered his head, and after being silent for a few seconds, he replied: "Because you have not been in the Tang family, you don't know what the Tang family has experienced in the past thirty years." Jingyu's father has paid a lot, and Jingyu has also paid a lot......" Xiao Jing said this, and he stopped talking.

Liang Jian knew what she didn't export, and it was natural for her to pay a lot so she deserved it? Liang Jian originally had no interest in the Tang family's property, and he didn't even want to step into the Tang family at all, but they forced him to face the Tang family and force him to move closer to the Tang family step by step, since this is the case, it is no wonder to him.

Liang Jian looked at Xiaojing and said, "This world has never been rewarded for paying!"

After Liang Jian finished speaking, he turned around and left. Indeed, the world has never been a fair world. Giving and giving back will never be so reciprocal. Some people are born with a golden spoon in their mouths, while some people, even if they struggle all their lives, will not get that golden spoon.

So, don't be a question of how much to give.

He is not a money-grubber, but he is not a fool to be fooled by.

In the car, Liang Jian's mind inexplicably remembered that when he left the villa in the suburbs two weeks ago, the old man was lying there like a candle in the wind.

This scene lingered in his mind. Liang Jian had to admit that he relented after all. He was a little worried that when the United States came back, this grandfather he didn't want to admit would be gone.

Hesitating and hesitating, thinking of the manly husband, he didn't even dare to make a phone call, so after a few words of ridicule in his heart, he finally gritted his teeth and decided to call Tang Yi to ask about the old man's situation.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the phone was picked up, Tang Yi's phone came in.

As soon as the phone rang, Tang Yi asked, "Where are you now?" I'll pick you up!"

This tone that could not be refused made people a little uncomfortable, but Tang was in a hurry, as if there was something urgent. Liang Jian didn't care about it, so he said: "I'm in the car now, so let's say an address, I'll come to you!"

"No, I don't. You stop now, send me a location, and I'll pick you up!"

Liang Jian had no choice but to tell him the approximate location first, and then found a nearby parking lot and parked the car. As soon as the car was parked, his call came, Liang Jian sent him the location, and it didn't take long for Tang Yi's car to arrive.

"Get in the car!" Tang Yi's face was very solemn. Liang Jian chuckled in his heart and hurriedly got into the car. As soon as he sat down, the car rushed out, and Liang Jian asked Tang Yi while wearing his seat belt, "What's wrong?"

"The old man is dying! he wants to see you, and he has something to explain!" Tang Yi's words made Liang Jian's heart sink suddenly, with a hint of hidden pain.

He didn't feel it, but it was just self-deception.

He recalled the first time he met the old man. That time was unhappy, but at that time, he looked dignified, and he looked like a half-sick person.

However, soon after that time, two weeks before at the suburban villa, he was like a candle in the wind. And at this moment, Tang Yi had already announced his death sentence!

All this, too fast. Soon, before Liang Jian could react, this blood-related grandfather would be gone. It's a complicated feeling.

Liang Jian didn't know what to say for a long time.

After coming back to his senses, Liang Jian sent a text message to Xiang Jin and explained the situation to her, so as not to worry him. Then put away his mobile phone and looked at the high-rise buildings that gradually disappeared outside the window, and when they were replaced by green mountains and green waters, Liang Jian asked, "How long is it?"

Tang Yi replied: "Soon, about twenty minutes!"

Tang Yi's speed has always been above one hundred yards, twenty minutes, that is twenty or thirty kilometers of road.

The car fell silent again, except for the sound of the wind whirring outside the window. Liang Jian was a little embarrassed to speak, so he found something to ask Tang Yi: "What are you talking about with me?"

"Announcing the news of your successor!" Tang Yi said this in the same tone as he had just answered Liang Jian's question of how long he had left, as if these two things also had the same weight.

But Liang Jian opened his mouth wide in surprise.

Successor?

"Pick up ...... What kind of shift?" Liang Jian wanted to make himself appear calmer, but the Tang family was not an ordinary family, it was a behemoth. He already had the answer in his mind, but he still couldn't believe it, and wanted to confirm it.

The steering wheel in Tang Yi's hand turned suddenly, and the car drifted through a sharp turn with a sharp whistle, and Liang Jian crashed into the glass before he calmed down from the shock just now.

Tang Yi didn't answer him, as if he hadn't heard his question.

It wasn't long before the car stopped in front of an iron gate in the middle of the trees. Tang Yi poked his head out of the window and gestured to the camera, and the iron door immediately opened.

The car rushed through the iron gate and drove along the path through the trees for about two or three minutes before coming to a stop next to a small fountain after a bend.

Around the fountain is an old square, small in size, flanked by a large garden, which has not yet begun to spring, but the garden already has some spring breath, and many plants have budded.

At the end of the square is a small three-story villa, which is not big, but it should be very old.

Liang Jian followed Tang out of the car and went straight to the villa. As soon as I got to the door, the door opened. Behind the door stood an old man in uniform, in his sixties.

As soon as Tang walked in, he asked, "How is the old man?"

"The spirit looks okay. The old man replied as he followed Tang Yi's stride. After speaking, he looked at Liang Jian with his eyes, his eyes were full of curiosity and scrutiny.

Tang Yi asked again: "Have all the people arrived?"

The old man replied, "Except for the boss, who has not yet come, they have all come." After speaking, he looked at Liang Jian with his eyes.

Liang Jian could basically guess what he was thinking. He pretended not to pay attention to his gaze and only followed Tang Yi.

The three of them had already walked through the living room to the two main doors. Tang Yi stopped, turned his head to look at the old man, and ordered: "You go and call Tang Ningyi and tell him that if you can't show up within fifteen minutes, then you don't need to come!"

The old man frowned and asked tentatively, "Isn't this inappropriate?"

When Tang looked at him, his face was a little cold, and he asked rhetorically, "Do you think it's inappropriate?"

The old man hurriedly waved his hand: "No! I'm going to call!" The old man hurriedly left.

Tang Yi looked at Liang Jian, looked up and down, suddenly raised his hand, patted him on the shoulder twice, and then said, "No matter what happens later, don't say anything, just listen." What do you think, when it's over here, we'll talk about it privately!"

Before Liang Jian could speak, Tang Yi added: "Just do me a favor!"

Liang Jian swallowed back what he wanted to say and nodded towards Tang.

After all, Tang Yi helped him, after all, the old man's time is short.

Liang Jian read Tang Yi's words in his heart, and warned himself that no matter what happened later, he must hold back. Tang Yi stretched out his hand and pressed hard against the door.

The door slammed open.

Looking over Tang Yi's shoulder, there was a very large room inside, and the villa was not big from the outside, but he didn't expect that there was such a big room hidden inside.

There was nothing in the room other than a large long table. On the north wall, the floor-to-ceiling curtains on the wall are all dark blue. They were all stretched tightly, and not a single ray of light came through. The huge crystal lamp hanging overhead, countless rays of light scattered throughout the room through the crystals, illuminating the room as if it were day.

Everyone was awakened by the sound of the door opening, and their eyes were on the door. Their gaze only stayed on Tang Yi for a second, and then fell on Liang Jian behind Tang Yi.

These eyes are like scalpels, and they all can't wait to put Liang Jian on the operating table to dissect it.

Liang Jian only glanced around the room, and he could see that these people didn't like him, even disgusted, in their hearts. He turned his gaze to the old man on the throne.

He was in a wheelchair, wearing a thick sweater and a blanket over his knees. With his hands on the armrests, his eyes closed, his head hung as if he were asleep.

Behind him stood a young man, as always in a military style. Tang Yi took Liang Jian and walked towards the old man, and the young man after the old man's farewell immediately leaned down and called him in the old man's ear. The old man seemed to have just woken up from a big dream, opened his eyes, and looked up at Tang Yi or Liang Jian.

"It's coming!" said the old man's voice, which was more twilight than it had been two weeks ago.

Liang Jian looked at his weak appearance at the moment, and suddenly there was no resentment. What is there to worry about with a person who is about to die!

"Sit down!" the old man gestured to a vacant spot next to him.

Tang Yi asked Liang Jian to sit down.

As soon as he sat down, someone couldn't help but ask the old man: "Master Tang, is this your grandson who has been living abroad for many years?"

Liang Jian looked at the person who spoke, he was a little old, wearing a Tang costume and a flat head, he looked at him, he looked at him. His gaze was unkind, undisguised contempt and disgust.